Arrgh. Fucking Spring. It's now verging on being too hot to wear my leather jacket to take the dogs to the park, which means I'll shortly have nowhere convenient to keep poo bags, toys, treats, spare leash, keys and tuggy. It's also getting too hot for Spike to exercise in comfort and safety during the day, which means either getting up very early or staying up very late to take him out to play ball. I was just working my sleep pattern back round to something a bit more convenient for interacting with the rest of society, too; but I think it's time to go back to being nocturnal.
It's also time to upload my bitching-about-warm-weather icons, and make my yearly request to my friends list - please, please, if you love me, or even like me just a little, don't make comments along the lines of "I don't know what you're complaining about! You don't know what heat is! Why, over here where I live the asphalt is boiling, the birds are laying ready-fried eggs and my cans of Coke explode if I don't keep them packed in dry ice!" I have friends in Florida, Australia, Hawai'i, Puerto Rico, New Mexico, California and Texas - I KNOW all those places are hotter than it is here. That doesn't make it magically not too hot for me. It just makes me want to stab people.
In return, I'll try and keep the whining to a minimum. I'll even make a "bitching about the heat" filter if you want me to; but I'm not going to be able to keep completely silent. I hate it so fucking much.
It's also time to upload my bitching-about-warm-weather icons, and make my yearly request to my friends list - please, please, if you love me, or even like me just a little, don't make comments along the lines of "I don't know what you're complaining about! You don't know what heat is! Why, over here where I live the asphalt is boiling, the birds are laying ready-fried eggs and my cans of Coke explode if I don't keep them packed in dry ice!" I have friends in Florida, Australia, Hawai'i, Puerto Rico, New Mexico, California and Texas - I KNOW all those places are hotter than it is here. That doesn't make it magically not too hot for me. It just makes me want to stab people.
In return, I'll try and keep the whining to a minimum. I'll even make a "bitching about the heat" filter if you want me to; but I'm not going to be able to keep completely silent. I hate it so fucking much.
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I'm such a sloppy bitch
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Have you ever considered moving to Nuuk? It won't get scorching there during summer you know. On the other hand it will be day light 24/7 for a couple of months in summer and total darkness around Christmas.
But it won't get too hot. ;)
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i don't mind you bitching about the heat if you don't mind me bitching about the cold.
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I feel your pain and hatred of the heat. We can bitch together, haha.
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I may have a solution for this...If you take a square of cloth...cotton duck or canvaas is good, and you can use some other cloth to line it, too, if you wish...just poke holes in a circle around it... or use a grommet thing to make holes neater, and string a cord through it; you can hang it from your belt, or make a longer cord to sling over a shoulder like a backpack to store all the extras in...does that help?
As for me and weather, I can't handle the damp and cold. Every Spring, I suffer because there's so much rain. It cripples me right up.
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For the record: New England's heat and humidity isn't any nicer than Florida's. Florida's is just more persistent. I now live in North Carolina, where the humidity likes to vacation.
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also, hot weather just blows.
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